Burns Supper

Richard Thompson

Oh you speak the words locked in my breast 
But it's late for me, let an old man rest 
One more black and tan on the barricade 
To keep me safe from loving 
When I close my eyes, close my eyes 
To the cold flame of the Northern Lights 
When I close my eyes, close my eyes 
And I see you still in the shuttered night 

What a new-found friend is honesty 
To see ourselves as others see 
To see the shy boy inside the man 
Is that all I am? Just starved of loving 

When I close my eyes, I close my eyes 
To the cold flame of the Northern Lights 
When I close my eyes, close my eyes 
And I see you still in the shuttered night